Train 57

I hear your voice and read your words
But your not here
I breathe this muggy air without respite
Look
To a space in your bed that I'll aquire
Listen
To the words I'll whisper in your ear
Feel the empty space inside my arm
When I awake to pull you closer 
Your not here


You read your book and watch the sunset
That same red sun is setting here
Still time to count the miles in between us
Look! 
There's iron tracks that fill the distance
Listen!
To the whistle drawing near
Stay awake for just a little longer
The train is slowing down and I am here

By Kyle Ezra Kriticos

lovespacei do not know?

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Jslambert Mister Roboto

November 9, 2011 at 6:37 AM

I breathe this muggy air without respite Look To a space in your bed that I'll aquire---Your message and meter is flawless more often than not! 7rate----Reminds me of a 750 mile space between I don't miss or envy anyone for having...LD loving is for L.D. ppl! lol Sike! jk---YO! and I Shitake you not,,,,the CAPTCHA Preview characters to the RIGHT right freaking now say. T R B N ----Is that a subliminal message for Train Between ? I need to put down the Bubbler. 420's over!